Puerto Rico & St. Thomas, Virgin Islands

A few pictures

Finally, after much delay I am on my way into
Roosevelt Roads, the US air station on Puerto Rico to fix a
Phantom XV586 003, that had diverted ashore with rocket
hang-ups in its pods.

North East
coastline of Puerto Rico

Rocket hang-ups aside, the port Solent gas
turbine starter had failed and I had a spare with me along
with (most of) the tools required to do the job.

St. Thomas.
US Virgin Islands. Principle town and port Charlotte Amalie

The darker ship in the centre background is Ark
Royal, she being accompanied by two of her escorts a Leander
class frigate and a County class destroyer.

Before taking off for Puerto Rico from Ark Royal
in late afternoon I had completed a 'doom watch' night shift
beginning at 1800 the previous day and finishing at 0730 that
morning. I was just finishing the undercarriage and brake
functionals after replacing the main undercarriage doors and
also the hydraulic and pneumatic lines on both main
undercarriage legs of the second of two Phantoms which had
suffered heavy landings during the day's sorties. These heavy
landings invariably blew one or both of the 450 psi main-wheel
tyres, taking the doors and pipelines, pneumatic and
hydraulic, with them.

Towards the end of the watch we learned that 003
XV586 had diverted ashore. The AE watch 'Chief' asked if I
fancied going ashore. Having jumped at the chance I then
learned about the downside, i.e. she had rocket hang-ups the
reason for her diverting as the ship wished to prevent rockets
loosing off down the deck on landing, as had happened in the
past. No armourers could be spared because of intensive
armament trials and ejection seat servicing. So this airframes
and engines artificer had to be briefed on how to disarm them.
Suddenly this trip ashore didn't seem so attractive.

When I eventually got ashore, sometime after
1730, I found that XV586 003 was parked way across the other
side of the airfield (inside which you could fit the whole of
Gosport, Fareham and Lee-on-Solent and still have room to
spare) pointing at the mountain range beyond. Just in case
some of the hung-up rockets fired.

By the time I had managed to get the rocket pods
off and the aircraft towed to a hanger where I could begin
changing the starter it was about 2220 and about midnight
before the job was done.

The job took a little longer than was the norm
as the aircraft had not had the local modification done to a
top-hat bracket (secured by two 10UNF bolts) that allowed the
rearwards withdrawal of the port forward auxiliary air door
piano-hinge pin. This hinge pin's rear end was bent at 90
degrees and it was this that was secured by the top-hat
bracket. The auxiliary air-door had to be removed to gain
enough space for changing the gas turbine starter.

With a centreline tank on (and no crew to remove
and refit this) a lower wing root panel, located immediately
aft of the auxiliary air door and which hinged outboard as it
lowered could only be lowered by about ten inches giving very
little space for getting at the rear end of the hinge pin. To
compound my problems I discovered that the mole-grips in the
support tool kit that I had brought ashore with me had jaw
plates that were almost falling off and which had no grip at
all. Seeing a still open store in the corner of the hangar I
wandered over holding the mole grips up and enquired if they
had a pair that I could borrow. 'Sure thing bud, how many do
you want?' was the surprise reply. 'Only one thank you', I
replied with a hint of astonishment. Tool control ......!

Some day that, all 32 hours of it! And that is
only a part of the story for the next early morning start saw
me getting the aircraft out to a hard standing whilst sourcing
an adaptor to connect US Navy style nitrogen rigs to our gas
turbine starter fuel systems so as to purge out the inhibiting
oil (OM11) which had been used whilst the starter was in
storage.

Two views of Roosevelt Roads Naval Air Station Puerto Rico June 1971,
after XV586 had been sent on its way back to HMS Ark Royal

I eventually found what I was looking for on a
US Marine Skyhawk outfit. Once that was done I could run up
the engines and check fuel state amongst other tasks before
declaring the aircraft ready for a flight back to the ship.
Whilst running the aircraft I let one hand 'slip' a throttle
lever through the Max-mil/Afterburner gate so that the crew
chief of a nearby transport, who had wandered over for a chat,
could see for himself what he had heard was 'the mean
afterburner flame of the F4k'. His whoop from outside the
aircraft told me that he was not disappointed.

'Your's
Truly' climbing a coconut palm

This on a beach in St. Thomas one of the US
Virgin Islands, where the maintainers of 892 were having an R
and R 'Banyan'.

This was after discovering that the line of
buoys stretched across the bay ostensibly supporting an
anti-shark net were doing nothing of the kind. Having swum
under water and surfaced further out to sea it became obvious
that the line of buoys were there for decoration. Hum! Rapid
swim back to the shallows followed.

Ant's nest
up in a Lychee tree

St. Thomas again. Having climbed a coconut palm
to knock down the nuts to the 'troops' below I made the
mistake of thinking this one would be easy and did not look up
before climbing. Ho! Hum!

As I wrapped my fore-arm around the base of the
tree I felt my arm sink into something yielding but puzzling.
It was then, to my horror, that I discovered the wide and deep
column of ants making their way to and from that nest.

Despite all the Lychee within easy reach having
been consumed by late afternoon I decided to forego any
further attempts at climbing these trees.